Alright everyone, before anything else, I’d just like to wish you all a late Happy New Year, and I hope 2015 has been going well for you so far. Next, I’d like to apologize for my very long absence, but, the good news is, I’m back, and do I have things to tell you about! However, I am going to try to sum things up as much as I possibly can, so that this post isn’t really, really long. And, finally, about the title of this post, I don’t know what the future holds for this blog after I graduate. I might try to keep it running, but, things could change so much that I’d have to change the very title of this blog, or, perhaps, I could just start a new one. Feel free to leave your thoughts as to what you, my followers, think I should do concerning this blog. And now, on to the Friday Christmas Break started.

So, as you all know, Friday was the first match of the season for archery. As I was typing the last post that I posted on here that day, it ended up being so long that I had to keep typing it even when the match was going on after 6 at night. It was when I was sitting out, of course, since our team is always divided into 2 flights (1st flight shoots, then 2nd). So, for our first match, we didn’t go against another team, we went against our county’s sheriff’s department. So, yeah, we shot against cops. That’s not all, though. Since we didn’t have enough cops to have us all shoot against, it just so happens that 2 of our former senior teammates who graduated last year actually showed up with their bows and everything, so I actually got to shoot against one of them. It was great. In the end, we totally won, which was awesome, but my score was terrible. It was actually the worst score I’d gotten since practice started, and at a match of all things! That was what really upset me. But, it was okay. After the match was over, for those of us who didn’t leave right after it was over, we were all divided up into different groups playing with kickballs, volleyballs, and balls made out of tape. That was me. Me and 3 other of my teammates were throwing a ball made of tape, and I was throwing it like I would a softball in softball practice. Although, I guess I threw it harder than I usually do at actual softball practice, because, my archery buddy’s cousin, who’s in archery and softball like me, asked, “Archerpoet! Why can’t you throw like that in softball?” I just looked back at her, smiled, and said, “I can’t?” Then, when I was finally leaving, I stood in a spot where I could look over everyone, and thought, these are my people, and I wouldn’t want it any other way. So, yeah. It all ended well. After that, my Christmas Break officially started.

Well, I’m just going to say that, normally, Christmas Break would be really awesome, especially when it first starts off, but, this one, actually started off being pretty stressful for, not just me, but my whole family. As you should know from my previous posts, with my grandpa at home with the condition he’s in, it can be really hard on all of us. I actually think that that’s now the main reason why my dad and grandma get upset with each other, and there are times where it feels like I’m just caught in the middle of everything. I don’t know what to do sometimes. But, the good news is, we do have people who have been coming and helping him, so it’s less work for us. Other good news includes me being able to get along pretty well the aid that came almost every day (except for Christmas and New Year’s) to do stuff for my grandpa. It was only during December, though. Now she’s only coming 3 times a week, and I have school again during the week, so I never see her. I’ll admit, it has become more stressful again, but, most of the time, it’s not that bad. Though, there was a time when I felt so upset about it, I had to just go to my room, lock myself in, and cry my eyes out. That’s something I hadn’t done often at all, until my grandpa came home. Now, I am glad that we can have him home, but, if his condition starts getting any worse than it is, we’ll eventually have to send him to a nursing home, and my dad and I are actually the ones who’ve thought that would be best from the start. My grandma always has mixed feelings about it, which I understand a little, since he’s her husband and all, but, one of these days, something’s going to have to happen. But, enough about such a depressing topic. Christmas Break did get better, with the aid coming over to help. We finally had Christmas, and I got everything I wanted, including a new phone. A smartphone, not a flip phone from the dinosaur age. That was the best thing, because, if I didn’t tell you before, my arc hey buddy’s cousin had been hounding me because of how outdated my phone was, so I couldn’t wait to whip it out and tell her that she can’t hound me anymore! I also got a lot of stuff to watch, which kept me locked in my room over most of Christmas Break. It was great! Although, the most awesome thing I did before Break ended didn’t happen until almost right before it was time to go back to school.

On Saturday, January 3rd, 2015, I had the greatest night of my life. It was with my GS Crew, and it was the most amazing thing that ever happened to me. I won’t say exactly what it was, since I don’t want to give away my exact location (at least, not yet), but I’ll just say that it was a concert. It was a concert, and, not just of one artist, but multiple. It was something we had also went to the previous year, which was our first time going, but this time was so much more awesome. To keep it short, I was probably one of the luckiest people there that night. Not only was I technically 2nd in line to meet the lead singer of one of my all-time favorite bands (and get his autograph), I was also able to meet all the members of another band that I hadn’t discovered until I heard them there, and have them all sign their latest CD. Oh, and I got a picture with them, too. So, with all that happening, and just being there with my awesome friends, definitely made it the greatest night of my life. We didn’t get back until late at night, but I had plenty of souvenirs that I brought home from it. It was AWESOME. Then, after that, nothing happened Sunday, and my life didn’t start picking up again until I finally got back to school this past Monday.

Nothing really happened during the school day, so I’ll skip to archery practice. Well, except I got to show my archery buddy’s cousin my new phone, and she stopped hounding me, so that was my major accomplishment of the day. So, I thought we were going to have softball not long after like usual, but our coach sent out a text saying we were changing to Tuesday’s, Wednesday’s & Thursday’s, and that we weren’t doing normal practice, but workouts, like weightlifting, and such. Although, I actually ended up not going all week. Anyways, back to archery. Monday was a pretty good shooting day for me. I’m finally starting get a grip on what I need to do to be able to shoot where I want, and it’s great! Although, I do still have problems with certain arrows. Like one time, when I was shooting from the 15 meter line, 15 meters, I had the most awesome group going I’d had all season, but then, on the last arrow, it totally sucked. I was so mad! It’s like, that one arrow that just hates you. Ha. But seriously, though. It was bitter-sweet. After practice was over, I walked out with my archery buddy, and, guess what? You remember the thing I told you about happening the Thursday before Break? I finally told her about it. She felt bad afterwards, and I was left wondering why I even worried in the first place. My archery buddy, and our other friend in that class, they’re both nice people, but, sometimes, I think they have a little trouble showing it. She even told our other friend about, and she said the same thing. She said that I could just come up and sit with them whenever, which, I did already know that, but there were certain things I wanted to make sense of. Now, everything is just fine. And, you know what? Tuesday, our other friend wasn’t even there, nor was the 4th member of our usual party, so we just stayed in our seats beside each other and worked on some stuff we had to do. The day after that, my archery buddy told me that she would just ask me from now on if she could go up there, because she also said that, if I was ever feeling down, or needed a buddy, or something like that, she would just stay back there with me. See? She really is a good person.

So, Wednesday, I had gotten myself all ready because I thought I was going to go to softball that day, but, I ended up just going to archery with my archery buddy’s cousin, who I ended up waiting at her house with again. Let me just say, though, that staying for archery was a last minute decision. We were just getting ready to stop at the gym to let my archery buddy’s cousin off, then I decided that, instead of softball, I would do archery instead. Thus, I haven’t done softball all week long. That’s okay, though, because I can always go next week. Well, hopefully. But, anyway, I’m actually really glad I chose archery instead, because it ended up being the best night practice ever, despite the fact my score dropped a little (my score is never that good on Wednesday’s anyway). The reason for that is because, not only did we finally get our new team shirts (which are totally awesome), but, after practice, when everyone else was gone except for me and one best freshman friend (and our coach), we just sat there and totally rocked out to different songs by bands we both liked a lot, and it was awesome! One of the best parts was our coaches’ reactions to me singing along with one song, and both of us dancing to another. Yep. Best night practice ever.

The next day, Thursday, yesterday, I didn’t even go to school. Why? Because, where I am, it got colder than Antarctica, with a negative degree wind chill! So, my dad decided I would just stay home. Luckily, though, I didn’t miss much, as I found out when I came back today. Today, though, was the first day of final exams, before we move on to the 2nd Term, where everyone’s class schedule gets changed. But, the good news is, I only had one final today, and, when I thought I might actually fail it (it’s my 4th period, which I’m passing with flying colors), I did manage to pass, with a really decent grade. So, that was the only thing I really had to worry about, if only a little. For my 5th period, which is my hardest class (that I’m failing), we never even went into the classroom. Our teacher’s 4th period class is even harder than ours, so there were still people n there from that class who were finishing up that final. So, we had to spend the whole time hanging out in the classroom next to it, which was okay with me, because we got to just do whatever we wanted to do. So, I chatted with my friends for awhile, then I sat down on the ground and listened to music on my phone. It was pretty great. For 6th period, which is when we should’ve had another final, I just had a really long study hall, which I spent the whole time typing this post, actually. 7th period, we just worked on studying on our final for that class, which isn’t until Tuesday. Now I’ll be moving on to much more recent events. So, for the past little while, I’ve actually been failing my 1st period class, and so I’ve been worrying about that. So, I decided to go talk to that teacher, and now I have new hope. All I have to do is make sure I study really hard over the weekend, then, as long as I pass the final, I can pass the class. I mean, hey, I’m on the verge of passing anyway. Oh, and, one other thing. I wasn’t worried about my 5th period final at first, but then, my archery buddy, of all people, said that she believed in me. Because, our teacher just recently said that, if we get a passing grade on the final, even if we’re failing, that’ll become our grade for the class. Now, I don’t even need to pass it, because I don’t even need that class, but, all because of my archery buddy, and her cousin, too, I will try and put forth some effort, because that’s just who I am. I will hold their belief in my heart with me to the day of the final, and that will be what motivates me. I know some of you might find that strange, but it’s how I’ve been for as long as I can remember now. I’m not ashamed of who I am, not one bit.

And, for the last thing, I’m currently finishing this post up in the gym, because we’re having yet another archery match later tonight. Wish us luck! Later!

Well guys, it’s been another very eventful week, and I’m here to tell you about it. I know I said this post wouldn’t be as long as the last, but it probably will be (but it’s worth the read). You might not believe some of the stuff that happened, but, I promise you, everything you’re about to read is true. Also, luckily, I haven’t forgotten anything, so I can tell you about EVERYTHING that happened over the course of this week. And, surprisingly, something happened EVERY SINGLE DAY. So, sit back, relax, maybe drink a cup of hot cocoa, and read.

So, Monday started off like every other Monday. I went through school, not much happened, then I went to archery practice. The first thing I had to do was go to the end of one of the halls in the school building to talk to my math teacher about doing something for the class the following day. I’ll tell you what that is later. After that, I had to run to the gym from outside, and I think I surprised one of my underclassmen, because she saw me run to the door and ended up holding it for me. It just so happens that she was one of the sophomores that I chat with on occasion in my 1st period class, and, thankfully, she’s nice. I told her thanks afterwards, then went through the other doors to the gym. I can’t really explain it, but I felt really happy when I got there. I was even telling a bunch of my teammates how happy I was, and I couldn’t explain it to them very well, either. I guess it was because of me just loving archery and being with the team. Like I said in my last post, my archery team is like a second family to me, so I enjoy the time I get with them, and try to make the most of it all. So, I guess that’s why. Okay, so I know I said I remembered everything, but, actually, I don’t exactly remember the score I got Monday. I do remember my archery buddy finding out she might have something weird going on with her bow, so she had to shoot with the #1 archer after everyone was done to find out what exactly it was. That’s about it, though. I will now move on to Tuesday.

So, you all know how we usually have softball practices on Monday, right? Well, we couldn’t have it then because the gym was being used for something else, so we moved the practice to Tuesday. Also, on days like that, I usually would’ve gone to my archery buddy’s cousin’s house, but I had decided that I would’t this time. Guess what happened, though? I do actually have a class with my archery buddy’s cousin, and, when I saw her, she asked me if I was going to come to her house after school. And, you know what she did? When I told her I wasn’t she actually went and tried to guilt-trip me into coming to her house. It didn’t bother me, though, it was actually pretty funny, because she wasn’t being mean or anything. However, I was able to remain strong, and I ended up telling her that I would definitely be coming back over during the week when we come back from Christmas Break. Oh, geez, I almost forgot to tell you what I did in my 1st period class. So, as I said, I’d talked to my teacher the day before, asked her if I could do something special for the class. What I asked her, was if I could bring in a big bag of candy canes and hand them out to the class. She said it was okay, but as long as she got one, too. So, that’s what I did. After the bell rang and everyone was settled, I went up to her desk, got permission, announced to the whole class what I was doing, and then proceeded to hand them out. It worked out very well. Some of the sophomores who sit around me actually knew my name even though I’d never really introduced myself, so that was pretty cool. Another step towards successfully becoming friends with as many of the sophomore class as I can. Also, one of my cousins, who is actually related to me only by marriage, is in that class, and, when I got to her desk, I said jokingly, “I don’t know if I want to even give you one of these! I’ve been sitting over there (points to seat) all year, and you haven’t said a word to me!” She looked surprised and said, “Well, sorry.” I smiled then to let her know I was kidding, then I asked one of my softball teammates if they were coming to practice that night. So, yeah, it worked out. Not exactly as good as it could have, but it did. I also did that for 7th period, and it worked out good as well. That’s about all that happened during school, then, after school I had to stay and wait in the school’s other building for about 3 1/2 hours for softball to start. It wasn’t that bad, though, because it’s what I always did for archery matches. I still do it to this day, I’m sitting here waiting even now as I type this (First match tonight, woohoo!). The whole time I was waiting, I was able to finish my math homework, then read some my tremendously large book that I recently checked out of the school library (War and Peace, heard of it? If so, surprised?). When it was finally starting to get closer to time for practice, I did a little wandering around the halls. The janitor was the only one still there, and he actually asked me if he should bring me a cot so I could stay all night, jokingly of course. When practice finally did start, and this is kinda depressing, there were only 5 of us who showed up, including me. I told one of the asst. coaches that, and he actually said something that I guess I should’ve known from the beginning. He said it wasn’t depressing because, since there was an uneven number of people there, I had no one to switch with while practicing batting, so I could get some extra practice in. He was right. I mean, who am I kidding? I was only kinda depressed because I was looking forward to handing out candy canes to a bunch of the team, in order to have a better chance of earning their friendship and trust. And, something else I said is, if that doesn’t work, I’ll just have to win them over the old-fashioned way by using my charming personality. Haha. But, yeah, the coach also said that I was actually batting wrong, so he showed me the right way to do it. And, with me being the fast learner that I am, it took me almost no time at all to get it right. After that, we did something we call soft tossing, where one person kneels on the ground in front of you and gently throws the ball up so you can hit it. It helps with accuracy and speed, I suppose. The last thing we did was some outfield drills, which I actually pretty well sucked at. I can already tell that that is going to take more time for me to get good at then batting. But, I will get better, you can count on that! So, it didn’t exactly go as I planned, and I did feel a little depressed afterwards, but the events of the following day would make up for it completely.

Wednesday would become the best day that week so far. The biggest thing that happened was, in 5th period (the hardest class in the world), the whole class had to retake a test we had first taken the week before, I believe. I didn’t really know how it would go, but I was able to get in a lot of studying time during 4th period, and it actually went better than I expected. I still don’t know what I actually got, but, what I do know, is that after I finished, I felt a lot better about how I did than the first time I took it. Then, in 6th period, I made some progress with a couple sophomores. I must not be doing too shabby in my efforts, because one of them, who’s a fellow softball player, actually asked me about a project we were doing in 7th period. Also, when I got to 7th period, I asked one of the sophomores that sits behind me how she was doing on the project, she said she was having trouble, then I smiled and said, “Good luck!” It was really funny after that, because she gave me the dirtiest look! She didn’t actually get upset over it, so it was okay. After school was over, I went outside to wait for my dad, because he had sent me a text earlier saying that he would be picking me up directly tom school, so I wouldn’t have to ride the bus. As I was waiting, I noticed my archery buddy, who drives, unusually waiting also, when she usually would’ve been gone by that time. When I asked her why, she said her sister was busy talking, so she would just be nice and let her talk until she was ready to go. So, until her sister finished socializing, I talked with her, and it was very enjoyable. She was telling me about different things, like a stinky bus driver, and then we heard this sophomore guy laugh, and it was hilarious! After she left, and after my dad finally came, the first thing we did was went into town to get pizza. Although, who would’ve known doing something completely normal would lead to something completely unexpected? After we finished eating everything, I actually ran into, get this, my long lost cousin! She used to go to school with me, but then she dropped out for some reason, though I don’t even know when. She isn’t like most dropouts, though, because she does have a job, and she is working on her GED. Which is good, since, if she were still in school, she would be a senior like me. So, it was nice to find out that she is doing good despite being a high school dropout. Pretty interesting, huh? After we left there, we went to the store to buy… my second Christmas present! Know what it is? A knew phone! Yep, people at school, especially my archery buddy’s cousin, have been hounding me about how outdated my phone is, so I decided to get an updated, touchscreen smartphone for Christmas, that way, when I come back from break, I can whip it out and be all like, “Bam, suckaz!” I kid, I kid. But, I will probably do something similar to that. Anyway, after that, we went home, and nothing else really happened.

Thursday was the day that had the most drama. Before anything else, I’ll ask: do believe in the kindness of others? I do. I’ll tell you why, and it has to do with what happened that day. In 5th period, something happened that usually doesn’t bother me, but, this time, it did. So, I have that class with my archery buddy, and her actual seat is at the same table as me, right beside me, but there are days when she decides to go up to the table in front of ours, where our 2 other friends set. Like I said, I’m usually okay with that because I can move up with her, but that time was different. Because of what we were doing that day, I was unable to move up with her. It didn’t really start to make me feel bad until our teacher cmd and asked where my partner was, after which I said she moved up because she hates me, though it was my emotions talking. I then proceeded to tell her that she didn’t always have to listen to our friend who always tells her to move up, then she said that if she didn’t move up, then she wouldn’t talk to her. That, is what killed me emotionally. I felt like I really wanted to cry, but I didn’t want to while I was there. I thought I should probably talk to her after class, but I didn’t know how it would go, so I didn’t. To be honest, I was scared. Scared to say anything out of fear she might end up hating me, because that’s happened to me all too many times before. I’m usually able to be strong in situations like that, but I guess even I can’t keep a brave face up forever. How that made me feel, was like she liked that friend more than me, and that she didn’t care about how I felt. It did upset me a great deal, so much so that I did end up crying after arriving at my 6th period class. Then, something totally unexpected happened. Three of my friends, one of them being my archery buddy’s cousin, gathered around me to see what was wrong. I didn’t really start crying until the cousin asked me if I was okay, then I fell apart with my head against the wall where no one could see my face. They kept asking me what was wrong, then, the greatest surprise of all happened. I heard a fifth person ask me if I was okay, but I didn’t know who it was, so I stood there for second, wondering, Who’s voice is that? When I looked up to see, I got the shock of my life. It was one of the sophomores I had been trying to make friends with, but had been thinking that I wasn’t doing very good. Turns out, I wasn’t doing that bad. Before I knew it was her, she said, “Hey archerpoet, you always ask me if I’m okay. Are you okay?” Or, something like that. It took me awhile, but I eventually told them what had happened, and that my archery buddy was the cause of it. After finishing crying, the cousin told me that I should talk to my archery buddy, because, if I don’t, stuff like what happened will keep happening, and I might become some kind of emotional wreck. So, I said I would try, and then I was fine. After that, we all went to the library and sat together.

And now, today! First off, I’d just like to say that I never talked to my archery buddy. I couldn’t stay mad at her anyway, because, during my 2nd period, I passed her in the hallway, and she gave me a really awesome chocolate chip cookie, with an oreo in the middle. An oreo! It was awesome. And, let me tell you, that was only the beginning. In 3rd period, one of my friends gave me a cupcake. During lunch, one of the faculty was dressed up like the Grinch, and we got sugar cookies from him. In 5th period, I got 2 small pieces of chocolate from a friend, then we got awesome ice cream sandwiches in the library during 6th period! How cool is that? Today has definitely been the best day this week. Oh, and, after today, chances are I won’t be posting again until I get back for Christmas Break, but I don’t for sure. Who knows, maybe I’ll give you little updates here and there. In the meantime, you can finish reading this post, which I know is the longest in the history of this blog (terribly sorry). Until then, Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and I hope you all have many things to be grateful for. Later!

Okay, before I even begin telling you about this, I would just like to warn ahead of time, this post is probably going to be slightly drama-filled. Although, it should also be very interesting, as the events that occurred are very similar to those that can happen in TV shows. So, you can choose whether to stay and read or just leave, but I personally think you should stay. Here goes.

So, I thought everything was okay with my best friend, but, Wednesday after school, I didn’t have to ride the bus, and she was by herself, so I sat with her. I said hey, and then I noticed something was wrong. I asked her what was wrong, and she actually started telling me, after struggling to find the words to start off with. She told me that she is always willing to help out her friends, but she said sometimes she just didn’t know what to do. She told me that, after she and her ex broke up, not long after she and the other guy got together, one of her best guy friends told her he was in love with her, and that he wanted to be with her. She told him she didn’t feel the same way, but that they could still just keep being friends. However, he still said that that wasn’t good enough, and that he, well…. wanted to kill himself if he couldn’t be with her. I guess I should’ve warned you this would be a pretty sensitive subject we’d be touching on. Anyway, that was the main reason she was upset, that and because she had other friends who had told her they’d wanted to take their own lives at times. She couldn’t understand it because, if you just look around you, you can see so much life all around. I feel the same way she does, as I disapprove of suicide more than anything. And then, she did something I’m not even sure I’ve ever seen her do. She started crying. I tried to comfort her as best I could, but her bus came before I could really do anything. She got on the bus crying, and her ex, whom I still see as a friend and who rides the same bus as her, stopped really quick and asked me what was wrong, and if it was something that involved him. I told him it wasn’t about him, and then described to him to the best of my ability what had happened. He said he would see if there was anything he could do. So, after their bus left, it troubled me for awhile, then I just prayed for them and started to focus on what was to come for me that day, which was the first softball practice, but you already know how that went (I told you in the last post). I thought that was it, but something else ended up happening.

Only a day after that, it just so happened that both of my friends who I sit with at lunch with were out doing all-day community service for the part of school they are in (our school is split into two different parts, and in the beginning you can choose which one you will be an official student of, though you can still have classes in the part you aren’t a student of), and my best friends’ ex, who just so happened to have that lunch and be walking by at the time, noticed I was sitting by myself, so he came to sit beside me and talk. He started talking to me about what happened between he and my best friend. After I said I never really knew what happened between them, he said that my best friend had told him he’d changed, from the person he was when they had first started dating. How that is though, I couldn’t really see. He also said he’d heard she told another one of her friends that he was holding her back, which I couldn’t really understand that either. I always thought they made a really good couple, of course, after her ex and I had gone through the stage where I was finally able to get used to him, which is why I was so shocked when I heard they broke up. After that, he went to the library, which is where I usually go after I finish eating. So, after being torn as to what I should do, I decided there was no other place for me to go since I was alone, so I just went to the library where my best friends’ ex was. I saw him almost as soon as I walked in, sitting at a table nearest to the shelves where all the books were. He noticed me, and, when I got close enough, he asked me if we cold talk again, and, as I’m never one to turn down a friend in need, I said sure. He told me that, even though my best friend thought he was doing fine, he really was in great emotional pain, because he is indeed still in love with her. He said he never really had anyone like her before that, who he could hang out with after school and just be himself and talk about any problems he had. He said now that he doesn’t have that anymore, he doesn’t know what to do, since he really doesn’t have many true friends. I ended up just having to tell him that I wish I could do something for him, for him and my best friend, but I didn’t really think that there was anything I could do, and maybe something would end up happening eventually. What, though, I can’t say. Not long after that, the bell rang for us to go back to class.

After school, when my dad picked me up from the bus, I told him a little bit about what happened, but, of course, I didn’t go into a lot of detail. I only told him enough to where he said it would be best for me to just remain in my neutral position for a situation like that, and I completely agree. I’ve somehow gotten caught up in it, but hopefully I don’t end up having to do something that will get me on bad terms with either of them. That would be really bad. Well, that’s all for now (really sorry this post was so long).

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I am an aspiring poet who's favorite hobby beside poetry is archery. I'm still only in high school, so I've still got a little time left before I can finally be on my way to ultimate success. I have big hopes for the future, it looks pretty bright.